"I've tried ice cream, but I'm less of an ice cream type of guy and more of a sorbet type. Unless of course, my mother decides that her favorite dessert. Ice cream isn't good for the sea." He cleared his throat and sat up a bit straighter.
Frowning a moment, she shrugs and nods. "O-okay, but you still didn't look too thrilled by your plans." Well. There was the stutter, her nerves trying to get the better of her. But she'd promised Genevieve she would try.
This was trying.
"Am I supposed to smile about it every moment of the day? It's more of an everyday task for me so there's nothing thrilling about something so mundane." He explained since he figured her current nervousness was coming from how he was replying.












